Right Out of a Muggle Storybook
Summary: Basically this is just another cute story of how James Potter and Lily Evans come together. It takes place during the Marauders 7th year at Hogwarts and the students' new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is making them all keep journals during the year. Also, things are especially bound to get interesting with Lily and James paired up as Head Boy and Head Girl...
A/N: Keep in mind that this is my first fanfic...so be kind while reading. lol
Chapter 1: Prince Charming
Lily's Diary
Ever since I was a little girl I have had an image of the way everything would be. My life would be exactly out of the pages of a muggle storybook. A storybook which followed the adventures of a beautiful princess and of course, her prince charming. There were many variations of the story, but there were always the same themes and similar elements. The beautiful princess would be in danger, and the handsome prince would save her while winning his way into her heart. They would fall madly in love, have an absolutely spectacular wedding, and then "live happily ever after". As a child I would beg my mum to read that last part over and over. It was the way that every story ended. I also used to pretend that I was the princess and I would force younger neighbors into acting out the story with me. I even drew out on parchment exactly how my prince would look. He would be poised, immaculately groomed, strong, and last but not least, stunningly handsome.
I used to be so fixated on the idea, and I don't think that the wish for my very own prince charming ever really disappeared or ever will. Although I no longer force anyone into playing out fictional characters from my fantasy, I still do think about having a fairytale story every once in a while. I know that it's stupid, illogical, and definitely irrational, but its an idea that has been etched into my brain.
I guess that mum should have never read me those muggle fairytales
I have never concentrated on the idea that my prince charming might start as a frog...or perhaps an idiotic prat with a liking for quidditch, pranks, and bothering me. What am I even talking about now? Even the very thought of it is ridiculous. He could never be my prince charming. I have never had a particular fondness of frogs...
"Lily! You're going to be late if you don't hurry along!" Mrs. Evans called to Lily as she quickly snapped out of her trance and abruptly shut her diary. Lily had gotten carried away while writing and had lost track of time. When she realized how late it had gotten she gasped and grabbed both her wand and diary, thankful that she had already taken the rest of her belongings downstairs. She sprinted down the spiraled staircase and kissed her mum goodbye before hurrying out the door. As she left her mum called out to her "Have a great year a Hogwarts dear and don't forget to send an owl at least once a week!" Lily turned around and looked back at her mum. "Ok mum. Bye!" she replied, while thinking she was sure that she would have a great year if she didn't miss the Hogwarts Express...Why wouldn't she have a great year? It would be her last year at Hogwarts, she had her friends, and she was the newly elected Head Girl. Nothing could possibly go wrong...
A/N: This is my first fanfic and I wasn't really even planning on writing one. I just came up with this cute idea and I wanted to see what would turn out like. Its kinda short because I'm not sure whether I should continue with the idea or not (I'm not even sure where it's going! lol), but I will if people like it, so please review:) Thanks